Using my Aiptek MPVR and a $5 tripod from Rite Aid, I shot four videos of the city. Each video lasted between eight and ten minutes.
- I copied the videos from my SD Card to my LaCie firewire drive and converted the *asf files to Quicktime *mov files (340×280 resolution) using FFMpeg.
- I then imported them to Final Cut Pro, stripped off the audio, and remapped the time of each clip to eight seconds.
- After exporting to lossless video files, I imported them into After Effects, retouched the color, and exported the sequence as a QuickTime *mov file with Sorenson3 encoding (320×240 resolution).
- Uploaded quicktime *mov to You Tube.
Imagine denying a Brit a pint or banning a Swede from a sauna.
Hard to contemplate. Yet many Middle Easterners in England are trying to come to terms with a new reality — life without the shisha.
This story really makes me sad. I am quite fond of smoking flavored tobacco out of these beautiful water pipes, especially in the quaint Tea Rooms around Manhattan. My favorite is the Tea Room on Fourth Avenue and 91st Street in Brooklyn. On any given night, you’ll see Middle Eastern people, trendy hipsters, and guidos (I use the term in the most endearing way) all grouped around their hookahs, drinking tea or beer and chatting peacefully while the TV plays either a soccer game or a news program on Arab Television. I really enjoy the delicious, flavored smoke, which some find offensive, as I walk by. And I don’t care who you are, it beats the smell of fifty sticks of burning incense on a card table outside Penn Station anyday. For those of you who have never tried it, smoking a hookah with a group of friends is a very pleasant, mellow thing to do. If you’re afraid to try it because you don’t want to get lung cancer, grow up. We’re all going to kick it some day anyway.